The Taming: A Paul and Leah Lemonfest

Summary – Paul Wolfe and Leah Clearwater work at one of the premiere IT companies in Seattle and are at the top of their games. What happens when two alpha personalities are paired and forced to spend long hours at the office together? Explosion! AU/AH Paul/Leah. Rated M/NC-17 for Lemons and Language. Written for Ms. Kathy's Twifans for Haiti drive.

A/N – I've never paired Paul and Leah together, though, I can't really see why now. They seem like the hottest, most volatile match, just waiting for some love. I hope you like this one, it was fun to write, and I personally think it's hot as hell. Paul was really speaking to me, and he has a dirty, dirty mouth.

Thank you andyouloveher and Kay Cannon for accepting my last-minute beta-begging and doing such a boss job with my very ROUGH draft and Einfach Mich for her general fuckawesomeness and for getting us together.

A special shout-out goes out to my twitter lovies, ClaudiRod22, ToDream, Reijilie, and Taye for inspiring this by bullying me relentlessly.

:::DISCLAIMER::: There is some pretty graphic language and even more graphic lemons, not to mention some light roughness, but all scenes are consensual from both parties involved.

Stephanie Meyer owns the world of Twilight, I just play around and do dirty, smutty things to it.

Okay. Now. On to the lemons!

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Seattle, Wa.

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I couldn't fucking believe this shit.

Of all the fucking people in the department and of all the fucking assignments on the planet, Jay paired me with her.

God.

Somewhere, someone fucking hated me.

I couldn't even say I didn't deserve this shit, though. I'd done some pretty fucked up shit in my life, including fucking my cousin's wife in the bathroom of their wedding last year. But, fuck me.

Really, God?

Really?

Maybe if I could keep my fucking dick in my pants, I'd be working on this project with Jake, or Sam, or a fucking monkey playing cymbals. Anyone but her. Karma was a fucking bitch.

"Wolfe, you and Clearwater'll work on the presentation to Tanya, set for two weeks after this coming Wednesday. We need to prove the need to move forward on this product, so there will be a fair amount of research that you'll need to conduct."

Awesome.

Fucking stellar.

The Neighbor - Chapter 2 - Midday and Chocolate

Chapter 2: Midday and Chocolate

....absolutely vibrating with anticipation.

I was a complete spaz at work. My brain was on him, not my job, and that didn't help me come up with new and zippysnappypoppy advertisements, at all. This was all insane. I didn't even know this man – had barely even had a full conversation with him – and here, now, I couldn't take my mind off him.

…How his fingers felt on my skin.

…The briny taste of his shoulder, slick from rain and sweat in my mouth.

…The mind-numbing feel of him inside me.

"Bella, what the fuck is up?" hissed the only other Account Manager besides myself. After I'd stared at the Photoshop window on my laptop, gazing at the white and grey checkered boxes, obviously others started to notice.

"Wha...What?" My brain was on vacation.

The Neighbor - Chapter 3 - Chapter 3: The Awakening

Chapter 3: The Awakening

Alice was right. I had it bad.

…Really bad for this man.

I didn't even know if it was him or his dick, but when I was around him, I needed him inside me. And when we were apart, well, I need him inside me. I wanted his hands on my body, and his mouth breathlessly moaning my name.

I needed him.

This shit was insane.

The Neighbor - Chapter 4 - Slow Ride

Chapter 4: Slow Ride

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"Holy shit Bella." Alice sure had a way with words.

"Yeah…" I blinked, glancing around at the busy walkway and pushing the last of my French fries around the red and white-checkered paper nestled in a plastic basket.

Today was just as hot as it always was during Jacksonville summers. The only relief was the briny cool breeze blowing against us, sending my hair whipping to the left of me, as we sat at the worn wooden table. The ocean made me feel so at peace, even in the middle of the fairly busy boardwalk.

"So, like, you're just gonna go?" she asked, incredulously, sucking a glob of ketchup off her thumb and taking another bite of her soy burger. I glanced at a shirtless in-line skater approaching, and I immediately thought about Jake and how he always favored running shirtless, especially on days like this. I needed him so badly, and I hadn't even been away from him for three hours. I nodded, raising my eyebrows and shrugging.

"You've got WAY more balls than I ever gave you credit for, there, B. I gotta say, I'm kinda proud."

Chapter 5 - The Neighbor - Can't Get No Satisfaction

Chapter 5: Can't Get No Satisfaction

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Jake Black (11:51 AM 6/11) : Hey. How's work?
Me (11:56 AM 6/11) : Good. What's up?
Jake Black (11:57 AM 6/11) : Nothing. I miss you.
Me (11:58 AM 6/11) : I know jake. Im sorry. I miss you 2.
Jake Black (11:59 AM 6/11) : Ok...so. Will you come over tonight?
Me (11:59 AM 6/11) : I really want to. Im just swamped...Call you on my way home, k?
Jake Black (12:01 PM 6/11) : Ok.
Jake Black (12:22 PM 6/11) : Bella?
Me (12:25 PM 6/11) : Yes babe?
Jake Black (12:32 PM 6/11) : Nothing. I'll talk to you later.

I stared at the screen on my Blackberry, conflicted. My automatic response to Jake was to call, to talk to him, to be closer to him, but, I just couldn't focus on the issues we were having. Well, issues is kind of a strong word; I mean, Jake was great – that's what he does -be great. I, on the other hand, was floundering in the way of being a model girlfriend. My brain just wouldn't let me think past what was in front of me and getting this thing completed – hyper drive, productivity mode, if you will.

At the moment, I was waist-deep in a project with one of our biggest clients, who, in spite of Alice's and my best efforts, never really seemed satisfied. This campaign was becoming the fucking bane of my existence. Although I was still riding the wave of success from the Coleman account, thanks to Jake's emergence in my life and my new found creative boost, things like that were short-lived in Victoria's eyes.

Chapter 6 - The Neighbor - Click

Chapter 6: Click

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Alarm woke me.

It always woke me. I never had any real reason for one, and, for a brief moment there, I'd forgotten where I was and why the damn thing was going off. There were reasons why I'd chosen the job I had – waking late being one of them.

Muttering to myself, I felt around for the snooze, not at all able to open my eyes and thanking God for the blackout curtains I'd gotten for the room. While the floor-to-ceiling balcony doors were pretty awesome, especially in the summertime, that shit sucked pretty bad if I wanted to sleep in.

Which tended to be always.

There was movement, a rustle, then a dissatisfied moan. I felt fingers search around, followed by various expletives.

This was a Monday morning ritual.

Stealing Forever - Chapter 1 - About Face

  

A/N – Thank you to Hopeful Wager for all her patience and betaing talents, my lovies for encouragement and comments, and Pack 100 for causing the drabble brainstorm that brought about this story in the first place. Banner here: http: // www . flickr. com/2585/4134605723_aa843a56d3_o. png

DISCLAIMER: Twilight characters and related likeness are owned by Stephenie Meyer,Little Brown Publishing. No profits have been received in the production of this piece.

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Chapter 1 – About Face

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:::JACOB:::

He was irritated with himself for leaving his license at his Mount Airy home, almost twenty minutes away from the club. Backtracking was not on the schedule, and after the third stoplight in two blocks, he grew increasingly more eager to begin the night of tomfoolery, knowing his friends were becoming ever more intoxicated without Quil and him.

Outings like this were becoming less and less frequent as they settled into their late twenties. Two of them now had wives and children, the rest, time-consuming careers, mortgages and significant others that left little opportunity for extracurriculars.

All he'd have to do is grab his identification - forgotten on his dresser instead of tucked in his wallet - then he and Quil could be on their way back to meet the group.